Crossroads

Chapter 351

“Dominick, what the hell gives you the right to

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-un like this?” me up

The room was roughly 300 square feet, without windows or a balcony, a completely sealed box. The center of the room was divided by a thick glass wall. Inside the high–density, bulletproof glass wall, Courney was like a caged animal, furiously pounding on the glass, shouting and cursing.

“Ms. Peterson, you’d better calm down and cooperate with us.

The guard’s voice, low and menacing, came from behind the alloy electronic door to the right of the glass wall.

“Go fuck yourself! Get me out of here, now!”

Courtney was frantic, kicking the glass with a deafening boom.

The whole space felt suffocating, making it impossible to think straight. The walls glowed an ominous red, adding to the sense of agitation and uncase. Courtney’s clothes were tom, her hair a mess, her eyes blazing with hatred.

She screamed with all her might, pounding her fists in frustration. “Dominick, what the hell are you trying to pull! You better watch your step, goddammit, or Ill kill your precious Stephaniel

“Let me out of here! What gives you the right to lock me up! Fuck, let me gor

“What reason do you think I have to detain you?” Dominick, sitting directly across from her, finally spoke, his face contorted in anger.

Courtney glared back, eyes blazing with rage. “You fucking monster! You’ll get what’s coming to you, you hear me? Dominick, don’t think you’re Invincible. Someone will take you down eventually

Her relentless rant didn’t faze him. He was simply growing tired of her.

“Gary is awake,” Dominick suddenly said

demeanor instantly shifted to shock and then silence

Courtney’s

Dominick Courtney seemed to give in, adjusting her emotions as she asked him with

heir of the Wellington family possibly not know? You brought me here to interrogate me, and it turns out there are things you don’t know…

and more menacing as he listened to

what happened to Stephanie, was it you?” he asked

stopped as she looked at him.

her hair with a proud tilt of her chin. “So, it’s about Stephanie again,” she said

change in his facial expression Courtney knew that every time she

getting close to her? Courtney regained her usual calm composure and asked him,

flicker passing through his deep eyes. “Did you have anything to do with what happened to her when she was

proud woman and didn’t want to answer his question. Suddenly, she noticed a hint of panic hidden in the

as cold and ruthless as Dominick was starting to

sneered, leaning forward, “don’t tell me you didn’t know Stephanie’s mother was the homewrecker who tore your family apart. Your dad almost divorced your mom, Mary, over that hussy Madison. And Mary took all her anger out on you Let’s face

gaveed at the man opposite her, sizing him up. Dominick, the golden boy, was perfect, too perfect. The problem was that he was also cruel, secretive, and

deep his secrets ran, a mocking smile playing on her lips.

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Chapter 351

a man of her own. She even teamed up with him to abduct you. Poor little Dominick, only five years old

into her. His lips slightly parted as if words of fury were about to spill out. His fists clenched,

deep breath, he gritted his

one dared speak of the abducting case in Wellington Villa.

and the weather was exceptionally cold during the thaw, Dominick ran and ran, but the strides of a five–year–old could only carry him so far. The sounds of pursuit thundered behind him. Did he feel fear? He couldn’t remember. All he could recall was the coldness, chilling to the bone. The cold

end, he miraculously escaped from the abductors. When the Wellingtons found him, his clothes were tattered, his body covered in bloodstains, and

it, thinking it was a shameful secret. His grandfather had sensed something off about the abducting and eventually. found the perpetrators, but they were dead ends, leaving no trace of who was behind

behind his abduction was none other than his own

buried it deep. His father eventually reconciled with his mother, who remained the dignified lady of the Wellington family.

was when he began to